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BY OLIVER S. LELAND 



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CHARLES H. SPENCEi?, Agknt, 

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SPENCER'S UNIVERSAL STAGE. 

A Collection of COMEDIES, DRAMAS, and FARCES, adapted to either Public 
or Private Performance. Containing a full description of all 
the necessary Stage Business. 

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Liost in Il.ondon. A Drama in 
Three Acts. Mule, 4 Female char- 
acters. 

Nicholas Flam. A Comedy in Two 
Acts. By J. H. Buckstone. 5 Male, 
3 P^emale characters. 

The Welsh Girl. A Comedy in 
One Act. 15y Mrs. Planche. 3 Male, 
2 Female characters. 

John Wopps. A Farce in One Act. 
By W. E. Suter. 4 Male, 2 Female 
characters. 

The Turkish Bath. A Farce in 
One Act. By Montague Williams 
and F. C. Burnand. Male, 1 Fe- 
male character. 

The Two Puddifoots. A Furce 
in One Act. By J. M. Morton. 3 
Male, 3 Female characters. 

Old Honesty. A Comic Drama in 
Two Acts. By J. M. Morton. 6 
Male, 2 Female characters. 

T'tvo Gentlemen in a Fix. A 

Farce in One Act. By W. E. Suter. 

2 Male characters. 

Smashington Goit. A Farce in 
OneAct. By T.J. Williams. 5 Male, 

3 Female characters. 

Tvro Heads Better thanOne. A 

Farce in One Act. By Lenox Home. 

4 Male, 1 Female character. 

John Bobbs. A Farce in One Act. 
By J. M. Morton. 6 Male, 2 Female 
characters. 

Tlie Baughter of the Regi- 
ment. A Drama in Two Acts. By 
Edward Fitzball. 6 Male, 2 Female 
characters. 

Aunt Charlotte's Ulaid. A Farce 
in One Act. By J. M. Morton. 3 
Male, 3 Female characters. 

Brother Bill and Me. A Farce in 
One Act. By W. E. Suter. 4 Male, 
3 Female characters. 

Bone on Both Sides. A Farce in 
• One Act. By J. M. Morton. 3 
Male. 2 Female characters. 

Bunducketty's Picnic. A Farce 
in One Act. By T. J. Williams. 6 
Male, 3 Female characters. 

I've -tvritten to Browne. A Farce 
in One Act. By T. J. Williams. 4 
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18. licnding aHaud. A Farce in One 

Act. By G. A. A'Becket. 3 Male, 

2 P'emale characters. 

19. My Precious Betsy. A Farce in 

One Act. By J. M. Morton. 4 Male, 
4 Female characters. 

20. MyTurnHText. A Farce in One Act. 

By T. J. Williams. 4 Male, 3 Fe- 
male characters. 

21. Wine Points o* the L.aw. A Com- ^^ 

edy in One Act. By Tom Taylor. 
4 Male, 3 Female characters. 

22. The Phantom Breakfast. A 

Farce in One Act. By Cliarles Sel- 
by. 3 Male, 2 Female characters. 

23. Bandelions Bodges. A Farce in 

One Act. Bv T. J. Williams. 4 
Male, 2 J'emale characters. 
24.- A Slice of Luck. A Farce in One 
Act. By J. M. Morton. 4 Male, 2 
Female characters. 

25. Always Intended. A Comedy in 

One Act. By Horace Wigan. 3 
Male 3 Female characters. 

26. A Bull in a China Shop. A Com- 

edy in Two Acts. By Charles Mat- 
thews. 6 Male, 4 Female characters. 

27. Another Glass. A Drama in One 

Act. By Thomas Morton. 6 Male, 

3 Female characters. 

28. Bo-«vled Out, A Farce in One Act. 

By H. T. Craven. 4 Male, 3 Female 
characters. 

29. Cousin Tom. A Commedietta in 

On.- Act. By George Roberts. 3 
Male, 2 Female characters. 
.30. Sarah's Toung Man. A Farce in 
One Act. By W. E. Suter. 3 Male, 
3 Female characters, 

31. Hit Him, He has ]¥o Friends. 

A Farce in One Act. By E. Yates 
and N. H. Harrington. 7 Male, 3 
Female characters. 

32. The Christening. A Farce in One 

Act. By J. B. Buckstone. 5 Male, 
6 Female characters. 

33. A Race for a TVidow^. A Farce 

in One Act. By Thomas J. Wil- 
liams. 5 Male, 4 Female characters. 

34. Tour Liife's in Banger. A Farce 

in One Act. By J. M. Morton. 3 
Male, 3 Female characters, 

35. True unto Beath. A Drama in 

Two Acts. By J. Sheridan Knowles. 
6 Male, 2 Female characters. 



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BLUE AND CHERRY; 



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APPEARANCES ARE DECEITFUL. 



IN ONE ACT. 



OLIVER S. LELAND, 

AUTHOR OF "BEATRICE, OR FALSE AND TRUE," ETC. 



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BOSTON: 

CHARLES H. SPENCER, Agent. 

1871. 



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BLUE AND CHEERY. 



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CHARACTERS 



Colonel Pompley, 

Lord Horace Sackville, his nephew, 

Charles Ormonde, 

Lady Florence Sackville, . 

Kose, her maid, .... 



Wallack's Theatre, Kew York, 

Mr. Dyott. 

Mr. Lester Wallack. 

Mr. Levere. 

Mrs. Hoey. 

Miss Mary Gannon. 



Scene. — Near London. 
Time. — Present day. 
Time op Representation. — About one hour. 
Costumes. — Modern and appropriate. 



Entered, according to Act of Congress, in the year 1871, 

By CHARLES H. SPENCER, Agent, 

In the Office of the Librarian of Congress, at Washington. 



BLUE AND CHERRY; 

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APPEARANCES ARE DECEITFUL. 



ACT THE FIRST 



SCENE. 'An elegant apartment in the house of Lord Sackville. 
— Doors R. H. 1 E. and l. h. 1 e. — c. doors in flat. — Tables r. 
H. and L. H., with writing materials. — Small hell on table^ 

Enter Lady Florence and Charles Ormonde, c. d. f. 

Florence. Ah, me, Ormonde, such an early visit, and from you ! 
It is really charming, but very dangerous. The good village gossips 
will talk such scandal about me ! 

Ormonde. About you, madam? That is impossible, for you bear 
with impunity the reputation of the prettiest and — 

Flor. (laughing^. Hush I Hush I — if they should only hear you. 

Orm. But I have come wholly upon business. 

Flor. Wholly? 

Orm,. Yes, madam — unfortunately. 

Flor. Ah, now you are complimentary. Well, sir, what is this 
business which takes you so early from your studies. 

Orm. I have come concerning that charming country-seat be- 
longing to the old fox hunter, Sir Gilbert Ralton. He wishes to sell 
it, and as I knew you admired the property — 

Flor. {interrupting'). It is my dream! I could make of it a per- 
fect paradise. But my husband must first be willing to purchase it. 

Orm. He I Why he could pay for it out of his month's savings. 
Besides, does he not worship you, and obey all your wishes. 

Flor. Not alwiiys. There are days when my credit is unlimited, 
— and others when I must — 

Orm. What — yield? 

Flor. No, no, — a woman of Spirit never yields. But when I am 
forced to wait — and it's very tiresome — 

Orm. It is so, indeed, as I know but too well, for there is one of 

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whom I have long wished, and yet have never dared to speak to you 
— your young cousin, Alice Woodville. 

Flor. What, Alice ! cousin Alice ! And do you love her? Is it 
possible (laughing) — you who came " wholly upon business "? 

Orm. Yes, I love her. I have loved her since last autumn — 
since those three short months that she passed here. 

Flor. And in spite of her absence — her residence in London ? 

Orm. I am now more in love than ever. 

Flor. But do you know that my pretty cousin is not rich? that 
she has but two thousand pounds? 

Orm. Indeed ! I thought that she had nothing. 

Flor. And yet you wish to marry her I Why, sir, your conduct 
is worthy of the days of chivalry — young, and without fortune, to 
marry a woman as poor as yourself. It is absolutely heroic ! . 

Orm. And you, then, will be for me? 

Flor. Certainly I will ; and if it only depended upon me, you 
should marry my cousin this very day. 

Orm. But are you not her only relative ? 

Flor. Yes. But tliree months ago her only uncle — a rich old 
merchant, who had but two heirs (two relatives) — died ; and, in- 
stead of dying intestate, — which would have saved him a good deal of 
trouble, — he must needs make a will, by which he bequeathed all 
his property to the other relative except this paltry two thousand 
pounds which he gave my poor cousin. As she was under age it was 
necessary to appoint a guardian. The choice fell upon my husband, 
and you must apply to liiin. 

Ortn. But for that I shall need your protection. 

Flor. Of which you are assured. But before attending to your 
affairs, I must first think a little of my own. 

Orm. That is but just. 

Flor. And in the first place I must reserve all my means of attack 
for this charming country-seat; then that will necessitate the car- 
riage and horses I have so longed for — as a woman longs for every- 
thing she is denied. So you see there are three things I must find 
some way to obtain — your marriage is the third. But, hush! Here 
comes my husband ; as yet not a word to him. 

Enter Horace, c. d. f., quickly. 

"Bar. (^perceiving his wife, stops short. — Aside). Heavens! my 
wife! I thought she had gone out. (Aloud.) Ah, Florence, I 
thought you had gone to meet our uncle ? 

Flor. Whom we expect by the mail train. But just as I was 
going, our friend Mr. Ormonde called to see me on important busi- 
ness. 

Hor. I am much obliged to him. (Aside) Another design on 
my purse, I suppose — (looking anxiously towards door, r. h. 1 e.) 
— and if he should come while they are here ! (Aloud ) We will 
speak of it another time, for our uncle, at present, merits all our 
attention. 



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Flor. But what is the matter with you, Horace? You seem 
troubled. 

Hor. I? O, no. {Aside.) She suspects something. {Aloud.) 
No, no ; nothing. But there are times when a man — without any 
cause, of course — is nervous — restless^ 

Flor. And when he needs pleasant thoughts to cheer his mind 
{placing her hand affectionately within his arm). You remember 
that delightful country-seat of Sir Gilbert Ralton, which you have so 
long wished to give me? 

Hor. {troubled, and. watching anxiously the door, k. h. 1 e.). O, 
yes, certainly. But, in the first place. Sir Gilbert must consent to 
sell it, which he never will — 

Flor. And if he did. 

Hor. But he won't. He told me so himself. 

Flor. But if he did. 

Hor. {embarrassed). 0,then, if he did, I certainly would not say 
no — but I would not say yes. 

Flor. And what, then, would you say? 

Hor. I would say that — that — that we would see about it. 

Flor. That, too, is my opinion — we will see about it. And here 
is Mr. Ormonde, who will examine the title, and make all necessary- 
inquiries. 

Orm. With the greatest pleasure — this very day, if you wish ; and 
as to the price — 

Hor. O, the price will be no obstacle, because when we have 
once decided {aside) not to buy — {aloud) — but you are forgetting 
our uncle ! He will find no one to receive him. Come, make haste ; 
it is so far to the station. 

Flor. {she rings for her maid). Yes, very far — especially when 
we have to walk. If we only had now tliat carriage, of which we 
have been talking so long! (Horace makes a gesture of impa- 
tience.) But of course I would not think of asking* for it^ to-day, 
when you have just promised to buy me that charming villa— ■ O, of 
course not I {Enter Rose, l. h., with hat and parasol, which she 
hands to Mrs. Sackville.) Ah, now I am ready! 

Hor. {aside). At last, thank Heaven! 

Flor. But, Horace, are you not coming with me? 

Hor. What are you thinking of? To-day, when I have so much 
to do ! 

Flor. Ah, I forgot. No matter, Mr. Ormonde will give me his 
arm. {Gesture of Horace.) A lady must have a cavalier, you 
know, when her husband is so occupied with business, and — slie has 
no carriage. Good by, dear; good by ! 

\_Fxit with Ormonde, c. d. f. 

Hor. At last I am alone ! ( Turns and perceives Rose, who is up 
stage.) Ah, and what are you doing here? 

Eose. Me, sir? 

Hor. Yes, you. 

Rose, {brush in hand, and beginning to dust). Putting the room 



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to rights, as I always do at this hour, sir, unless (comes down) to-day 
you have some particular objections, sir. 

Her. Particular objections ! What particular objections can I 
have? 

Rose. I'm sure I don't know, sir. But you are the master, and 
as you insisted upon my mistress going out; wlien you are generally 
so anxious to keep her 171, I tliought you might have some motive, 
sir — wliich is none of my business, sir. 

ffor. Rose, you are a fool ! What motive could I have? 

Rose. O, it's none of my business, sir, and I suppose I may go 
on with my dusting. But, sir, if you are at leisure, I should like to 
ask you a question. 

Jlor. A question? Well, speak quickly. What is it? 

Rose. Is it true that the 94th Kegiment has returned from the 
Crimea, sir? 

Hor. {astonished.') Why do you ask me that? 

Rose. Because Dick Dareall, the mercer's boy, wh(\ went away 
two years ago, is in that regiment, and he has promised to marry me 
upon his return, with your permission, sir. 

Hor. Ah, that's it, eh? Well, you are rightly informed. The 
regiment has landed at Portsmouth ; and now, if you are discreet 
and faithful, and above all not curious — 

Rose (quickly). O, then, there is a secret? 

Hor. (severely). Again ! 

Rose. Excuse me, sir — it is not my fault; but my desire for 
knowledge is too strong for me — and even if you took it out of my 
wages I could not help it. But I am curious only so long as I don't 
know ; but once a secret is told me I am discretion itself. 

Hor. (aside). She wants to be bribed — that's clear. (Puts his 
hand in waistcoat pocket.) But, no; if I give her anything I shall 
be in her power. (Aloud.) Leave me! Go! 

Rose, (aside). Ah, his first movement M'as a good one. But no 
matter, I know there is a secret, and I will find it out. 

Hor. Still here? Why do you not obey me? Go! 

Rose. I aw going. lam only taking my brush. (Takes brushy 
and exit, c. d. f. — Horace runs to door, l. h., and locks it.) 

Rose (opening door, c. f., quickly). Ah. he has locked the door! 
(Horace makes a step towards c. d. — Rose quickly shuts it, and 
he locks it.) 

Hor. (alone). At last I am alone; and not without difficulty 
either. As soon as a man has something to conceal, it seems as if 
the whole world had made up their minds to discover it. (A knock 
heard at door, R. h.) Ah, it was time! A moment longer, and we 
had been surprised. (He opens door, r. h., mysteriously.) 

Enter Colonel Pompley, r. h. 

Hor. (embracing him). My dear uncle ! 

Col. P. How, nephew, is it only you ! So much precaution, so 
much mystery! Fire and thunder! I had almost thought myself 
young again, and destined to some romantic adventure. 



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Hor. Did you not receive a letter from me by the last post ? 

Col. P. {produces letter). Yes, and here it is. {Reading.) " Leave 
your carriage at the hotel. Come on foot to the little garden gate ; 
then find your way to my room." I have obeyed all the instructions, 
and here I am. Now what do you want with me? 

Hor. Ah, my dear uncle — a terrible adventure, about which I 
wish to speak to you. 

Col. P. Go on. I am listening. 

Hor. In the first place, then, as you know, I am married — a dear 
good little wife who loves, who adores me, and whom I love madly 
in return — 

Col. P. Well, I don't see anything very terrible in that. 

Hor. Wait, wait a moment, uncle. My wife was my first love, 
my only passion. Before marriage it was a continual adoration, 
and for two years and a half afterwards I was cited as the model of 
husbands. Every evening I passed with her, and as we could not 
always talk, we read together tales of love and passion, and I, who 
had till then attended but little to the literature of romance, as I read 
of those criminal and delirious passions ; of those heroes of the mod- 
ern drama, who, after trampling upon all the laws of society, finish 
their career by blowing out their brains, — as I read of all these fas- 
cinating crimes, I began to dream of them, till at last I aspired to 
myself attempt them ; but, by an instinct of morality, I chose the 
most agreeable. 

Col. P. Infidelity ! 

Hor. Yes, uncle, infidelity. My wife was charming — but then, 
she was my wife. With her it was paradise — but a terrestial and 
a known paradise ; while with others, with other woman, it was a 
new world, a fantastic elysium — an infernal paradise! At this 
thought my heart beat more quickly, and I exclaimed, "I, I too 
will be the hero of some burning drama ! " and the first heroine who 
offered herself was — 

Col. P. I understand — a married woman. 

Hor. Not a bit of it. 

Col. P. A widow, then. They are sometimes charming ! 

Hor. Possibly. But do not ask me for the details — the place, 
the person, the time, — all must remain a profound mystery. Suffice 
it to know that, not daring to risk a personal declaration, I begged a 
rendezvous, in a delirious note, which ended thus : " To-night, at 
midnight, in the grotto of the park. Give me a moment's happiness 
or I die." To which she answered, " O, Horace, I expect you I" 

Col. P. " O, Horace, I expect you "? 

Hor. Yes, "/ expect you" ! It was impossible to retreat; my 
honor was involved. Now, uncle, what would you have done if a 
woman had written to you, " O, Horace, I expect you"? 

Col. P. What would I have done ? Fire and thunder ! I would 
have kept the appointment punctually — didn't you? 

Hor. Yes, uncle ; but, do all I could, I was not fascinated; I still 
loved only my wife. I was surprised and embarrassed at my good 
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Col. P. You renounced it ! 

Hor. No, I went to supper. The champagne gave me a new 
couras^e. At the appointed time I repaired to the grotto. She was 
there before me. I threw myself at lier feet; I seized her hand; 
I pressed it to ray lips — when suddenly we were surprised — ' 
caught — 

Col. P. What, by the husband? By the brother? 

Hor. No, by a thunder shower. The rain fell in torrents ; I was 
wet through ; and the next day my new passion left town, and I have 
not seen her since. 

Col. P. Well, then, it is all over now. 

Hor. All over ! Not a bit of it. For since that day my wife, for- 
merly so trustful, makes no secret of her suspicions. To allay them 
I am forced to anticipate her every wish, her least caprice. My ex- 
penses are nearly doubled. I give dinners, balls, parties, every 
day — 

Col. P. Well, and what matters that, if you can afford it? 

Hor. Yes, certainly I can afford it. But Florence is young and 
pretty; she is surrounded with admirers. I know that she is pru- 
dent, that she has principles ; but if she should discover my faithless- 
ness — and this very day she will discover it, unless you, my dear 
uucle, will come to my assistance — 

Col. P. Well, speak quickly. Tell me, what am I to do ? 

Hor. {in a low tone). Hush ! Hush ! Don't speak so loud. 

Col. P. Why, what's the matter, now? 

Hor. {listening at door, r. h.). My wife's maid, who is very 
curious, and if she should hear us — {Opening the door, R. H.) No, 
there is no one there. {Shuts door.) O, uncle, how diflScult it is 
to deceive your wife ! 

Col. P. You prefer that your wife should deceive you ; that would 
at least save you all the trouble. But you were saying — 

Hor. That day before yesterday a frightful incident occurred ! 

Col. P. You betrayed yourself? 

Hor. Almost. But that which nearly ruined me, may now, by 
your help, give me back my repose. In tiiis fatal rendezvous — 

Col. P. That of the grotto ? 

Hor. Yes. As she ran away — for she did run away — she left in 
my hands a bit of ribbon, — precious relic, — which, wrapped in a 
morsel of her tender note, I liave sacredly preserved. But the day 
before yesterday I was dressing to dine out with my wife. She was 
ready, and waiting for me. I grew impatient : I rang : I called for 
a cravat. To aid me she opened all my drawers, she overturned 
everything — 

Col. P. And found the mysterious souvenirs? 

Hor. Exactly. She presented it to me with a defiant air. She 
demanded what the packet, so carefully preserved, contained. I, 
much embarrassed, replied that I did not know. She was about to 
break the seal, when a brilliant thought struck me. Recalling your 
former reputation as a gay gallant, I exclaimed that it was your 



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property — a deposit you had trusted to my keeping on your last 
visit, and it was my duty to preserve it inviolate. 

Col. P. Well done ! That was not so bad for a beginner. 

Hor. Yes, but imagine her reply : " Since your uncle will be here 
to-morrow, I will take charge of this mysterious treasure, and restore 
it to him on condition that he shall first tell me what it contains." 

Col. P. Fire and thunder ! she is more than a match for you ! 

Hor. But that was nothing. You don't know half her malice — 
for, as the last time you came by the mail train, she has gone now to 
the station to meet you, and prevent me from giving you a hint, so 
I, who knew you were coming in your carriage, said nothing, but let 
her go. And now, uncle, you understand the service I expect of 
you. 

Col. P. Yes, 3'ou wish me to take your place. Well, agreed ; I'll 
do it. Fire and thunder ! it is not the first time I have — 

Hor. Hush ! Hush ! Some one is at the door. 'Tis she ! 

Flor. {outside, knocking). Horace, are you locked in? 

Hor. (in a low tone to Col. Pompley). What did I tell you? Go, 
uncle, go now — ah, I forgot — a knot of blue and cherry ribbon — 
blue and cherry ; don't make a mistake : — 

Col. P. No, I understand — blue and cherry ! 0, I have been in 
the same scrape myself J 

Flor. (knocking,^ outside). Horace, open the door! Open the 
door, Horace i 

Hor. (To Col. Pompley). Quick, go out by the garden, get your 
carriage, and return ! Drive up at full gallop, crack your whip — 
all the noise possible, you understand ! 

Col. P. (going). Rely on me. In two minutes I will be here. 

\_Exit, R. H. E. 

Hor. (goes to open door, c. d. f. — Florence still knocking). 
Here I am, my dear — here I am ! 

Enter Florence, c. d. p. 

Flor. Why, Horace, what are jou doing? I began to think you 
did not mean to let me in. 

Hor. I was just in the midst of a difllcult calculation ; and you 
know when I am engaged in figures. 

Flor. (suspiciously). Ah, you were calculating. I thought you 
were locked up here with some one, who ran away at my coming. 

Hor. (aside). She suspects something. (Aloud.) O, my dear, 
how could you suppose — 

Flor. It was very silly — was it not ? But to-day is for me a day 
of disappointments. Only think, your uncle has not come. 

Hor. (feigning surprise). What, has he not arrived? 

Flor. (observing him). How you say that! 

Hor. I say, " What, has he not arrived?" as a man who is sur- 
prised at the delay which, as I see, annoys you. 

Flor. Certainly it annoys me ; for, notwithstanding his vanity, his 
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Hor. {frightened). Hush ! Don't speak so loud. I'm not deaf! 

Flor. {raising her voice). I say, notwithstanding his ridiculous 
airs, he is your uncle, and I wished to be the first to welcome him. 

Hor. {aside). Yes, and to question him. 

Flor. — And his delay makes me anxious. Perhaps some acci- 
dent — 

Hor. {aside). An accident — ah, I forgot to recommend one! 
{Aloud, and gayly). Yes, that's it, doubtless — an accident! 

Flor. Why, with what a gay and pleasant air you speak of an ac- 
cident to your uncle ! Has he ever injured you, that you are so 
revengeful, or do you fear his coming? 

Hor. Fear his coming? Nonsense! What have I to fear? 
{Aside.) I don't know what I'm doing! Heavens, how difficult it is 
to deceive your wife ! 

Enter Rose, c d. f. — Noise of carriage without. 

Rose {running in). A carriage has just arrived; it is Col. Pomp- 
ley, your uncle. He is the same as ever ; he has not changed. He 
kissed me twice as he jumped out of the carriage — and such a noise, 
such a hubbub ! {Archly to Horaoe.) O, he does not have any 
secrets, any mysterious — 

Hor. {aside to Eose). Little fool! 

Enter Col. Pompley, gayiy, c. d. f. 
Col. P. {humming an air), — 

" Cupid, 'mid the roses playing. 
Met a pretty maiden straying." 

Ah, nephew, how are you? Here I am, you see, same as ever; and 
you, my dear niece, looking as charming as ever, I declare. I am 
very glad to see you. 

Flor. And I, uncle, am very glad to see you, too. 

Hor. {aside). I can easily believe it. 

Col. P. Yes, an old bachelor of an uncle, with a large fortune and 
no children. 

Flor. {smiling). Ah, that is your only wrong. 

Col. P. Well, my wrongs are diminishing every day, and soon I 
hope you will have to love me for myself alone. 

Flor. I ask for nothing better — entire confidence and frankness, 
provided you first give us the example. 

Col. P. And of what is it a question now, eh? 

Flor. Of an explanation. Leave us. Rose. 

Eose. Yes, ma'am. {Aside.) That's always the way, as soon as 
the conversation grows interesting! {Goes to door, l. h., which she 
tries to open.) 

Flor. Well, why do you wait? 

Eose {unlocking the door). Ah, the door is bolted. Who can it 
be that is always locking these doors ? [Exit, l. h. 



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Col. P. Well, niece, you were speaking of an explanation — 

Flor. Which I have to demand of you. {Goes up to tahle^ from, 
the. drawer of which she takes a sealed package.^ 

Hor. {aside). She does not mean to lose any time. {To Col. P.) 
Blue and cherry — remember! 

Col. P. Yes, blue and cherry. Don't be uneasy. 

Flor. {showing package to Col. P.). Uncle, do you recognize 
that package ? 

Col. P. Do I recognize it? {Looking reproachfully at Horace.) 
What, nephew — when you had promised me to carefully preserve 
this precious relic, which is so dear to me ! 

Hor. {to his wife). Therej you see; you hear him. It belongs to 
him, and you can return it to him. 

Flor. One moment — I am very suspicious. {To Col. P.) Tell 
me, then, uncle, what does this mysterious paper contain ? 

Col. P. But my dear niece, reflect, consider — it is a delicate 
question. 

Flor. O, you hesitate ! 

Col. P. No, not at all. This paper — if you insist upon it — con- 
tains a knot of ribbon; and this ribbon, if I remember rightly, should 
be blue and cherry. 

Flor. {who has quickly opened the package). It is true. 

Hor. There, you see — 

Flor. And is there nothing else in this paper? 

Col. P. {looking at Horace). No, nothing. {Aside to Horace.) 
Is there anything else? 

Flor. But reflect, consider. 

Col. P. No, I remember nothing. 

Hor. {aside). O, heavens, I had forgotten! 

Flor. And yet this paper is rather remarkable, and I beg you to 
explain the meaning of these words: " O, Horace, I expect you! " 
{Hands him the note.) 

Col. P. {aside to Horace). Fool! Why did you not tell me 
that? 

Hor. The fatal note in which I wrapped the ribbon. 

Flor. It seems to me that Horace is the name of my husband ! 

Col. P. True; but that does not prevent it from also being mine. 

Flor. Yours? Why I thought your name was Matthew? 

Col. P. Yes, Matthew is my name ; but Horace is the romantic; 
poetical name I always used on such occasions. It is mine, legiti- 
mately, and I, in my capacity of godfather, gave it to my nephew. 

Hor. {aside). Dear, good uncle ! If I only could embrace him ! 

Flor. Ah, you then are his godfather. 

Col. P. Yes, my dear ; and gave him the name of Horace. The 
parish register will prove it. 

Flor. I must believe you. Here, take your precious relics ; and 
you, Horace, forgive me. I will never again suspect you. 

Hor. Dear wife ! {Embraces her. — Aside.) Poor woman, how I 
deceive her. 

Flor. And now, my dear uncle, you too must forgive me for the 



12 BLUE AND CHERRY, OR 

explanations with which I assailed your visit. I owe you a repara- 
tion, and I am preparing a pleasant surprise both for you and 
Horace. 

Hor. A surprise? 

Flor. Yes, a young lady, whom you have not seen for six months. 

Hor. What, Alice Woodville? {Aside.) The devil! 

Flor. Yes, Alice Woodville — my little cousin, whom you thought 
very pretty, before she became your ward. 

Hor. Yes, yes ; she is not bad looking. 

Flor. The praise is but faint. I appeal to your uncle — he has 
seen her in town. 

Col. P. She is ravishing ! Delicious ! 

Hor. {aside). I am sure that I am blushing. 

Flor. Well, gentlemen, I announce to you her speedy arrival. 
She will be here to-day. 

Hor. To-day? 

Flor. Yes. But, Horace, what is the matter with you? Are 
you ill ? 

Hor. No, nothing. {Aside.) And I must receive her before my 
wife. By my embarrassment she will divine the truth ! 

Enter Charles Ormonde, c. d. f. 

Flor. {receiving him). Ah, Mr. Ormonde. Uncle, allow me to 
present to you one of my best friends — Mr. Charles Ormonde, a 
young lawyer. 

Col. P. {shaking hands). A lawyer. Bravo! I like lawyers — 
it is a noble profession. 

Orm. Sir, you are very kind. {Converses apart with Flor- 
ence.) 

Col. P. But, nephew, what is the matter with you? You are cold, 
stupid, silent, like one of your own bank books or ledgers. 

Ho'r. No, uncle, I am as usual. 

Col. P. Indeed! {Aside.) Then, my poor niece, I pity you. 

Hor. {aside). I wish I were a hundred feet under ground. What 
I am going to do or say I know not — and my uncle, whom I have 
not time to consult! {To Col. P.) Uncle, I wish to speak to you, 
consult with you. 

Flor. {who has overheard). What, about our new country 
house? 

Orm. Of which I bring you the plan and title. 

Hor. {embarrassed). Yes, yes, that's it. 

Col. P. Well, well, after dinner will be time enough, for now I 
wish to speak to you of important business which concerns me ; and, 
since we are quite a family party — remain Mr. Ormonde; you can 
remain ; I may have some business for you. 

Flor. Ah, you too wish to purchase a country house. 

Orm. The same, perhapsj* 

Hor. {quickly). O, in that case, my dear uncle, I withdraw. I 
would not stand in your way — of course not; I couldn't think of it I 



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Col. P. No, no ; it is something of more consequence than that. 
{Tells it.) You must know tlien, my friends, that after a gay youth, 
too much, I fear, prolonged, I feel the need of resigning — 

Hor. What, your commission? 

CoL P. My commission, sir? Fire and thunder, no! The army 
is the bulwark of our country. Never will I quit it. I am about to 
resign my life of intrigue and adventure, advocate reform, and — 
marry. 

ET?' * > (together). What, you uncle, going to marry? 

Col. P. Yes, like a wise man and philosopher. I care not for for- 
tune — I am worth ten thousand a year ; and this I wish to offer to a 
woman poor, but beautiful. 

Hor. Indeed ! 

Flor. (taking his hand). 'Tis well, uncle, very well. I did not 
expect it of you. 

Hor. Nor I. Has she no dowry ? 

Col. P. None. Besides, what do I want of a dowry? What is 
gold, silver, or bank notes compared to purity, innocence, and vir- 
tue ? So, then, you approve of my plan. 

Flor. Certainly ; and I am in haste to see my new aunt. 

Col. P. You shall see her this very day. But you already know 
her. 

Flor. Is it possible. 

Col. P. Yes, and better still, it depends entirely upon you, or 
rather upon your husband, for she is his ward — Alice Woodville 1 

Orm. i (together, and Alice Woodville ! 

Hor. > simultaneous- My ward ! 

Flor. 3 ly rising). My cousin Alice ! 

Col. P. (still seated). Well, what is the matter with you all? You 
seem astonished I 

Orm. But, sir — 

Flor. (restraining him.). Hush! 

Hor. What, uncle, my ward, Alice Woodville, is the young per- 
son — 

Col. P. Whom I wish for my wife ; and whom I now ask of you 
in marriage. 

Hor. Of me ? (Aside.) Ah, this is too much, for after all he is 
my uncle and — (Aloud.) I cannot allow it; I cannot consent. 

Col. P. And why not, if you please? 

Hor. (troubled). Because — because — (Makes signs to him). 

Col. P. Well, well ; go on ! 

Hor (aside). He does not see; he won't understand; there is no 
use making signs to him. (Aloud.) Because — the difference in 
your ages and characters — 

Col. P. That is none of your business ; and if you hesitate, after 
the service I rendered you this morning, fire and thunder ! — 

Flor. (interrupting). Service! What service? 

Hor. O, nothing, nothing! (To Col. P.) I only wished, in 



14 BLUE AND CHERRY, OR 

your own interest, for your own sake, to tell you that it was — 
{whispers) that it was she ! 

Col. P. (impatiently). She? Who? What do you mean? Cant 
you speak out? 

Eor. (in a low tone). The mysterious grotto — the ribbon — 
blue — 

Col. P. And cherry ! O, heavens ! 

Flor. Uncle, what is the matter ? You change color. 

Col. P. Color? No, the color makes no difference. But your 
husband, who doubtless is mistaken, pretends, or rather gives me to 
understand — 

Hor. (trying to stop him). Uncle! 

Col. P. That she had been accused of some levity — an impru- 
dence. 

Orm. (warmly). It is a lie, sir— a foul, wicked lie ! And I defy 
you, sir, or any man in the world, to cite the least fact — 

Hor. (aside). Ah, now for the other one. (Aloud.) Excuse me, 
I said I thought — 

Col. P. Then you are not sure ? 

Hor. O, yes I am. 

Orm. Tlien, sir, you must give me the proof, or this instant — 

PTor. I can't do it. Listen to me. 

Orm. I won't listen ! You must prove your words ! The proof, 
sir, the proof! 

Flor. Yes, sir, the proof! 

All together. The proof, sir, the proof! 

Hor. Heavens, wliat a situation! (Aloud.) Well, then, I know 
nothing. Marry her, uncle, marry her — as soon as you like. 

Col. P. No, no ; that won't do. You must speak out. 

Orm. I demand an explanation, sir. You must and shall 
speak out ! 

All together. Yes, sir ; speak out ! speak out ! 

Hor. I'm in for it. (Aloud.) Well, then, personally — person- 
ally I know nothing. But I have heard a vague, confused sort of 
story about a meeting — a rendezvous — at night, in a grotto. 

Flor. O, is that all ? Calm yourselves, then — I know all -about 
that. 

Hor. (aside). She knows it! O, Lord! 

Flor. I had thought that this pleasantry would never have been 
known, but now that it has assumed a graver aspect, I must tell you 
the whole story. 

Hor. Me ! Tell me ? (Laughing. — Aside.") She's going to tell 
me the story ! 

Flor. Alice, who confides everything to me, told me that one day 
she found in her work-basket — 

Hor. (aside to Col. P). Yes, that's it. 

Flor. A love letter — demanding a rendezvous that very night. 

Col. P. And tliis letter — 

Flor. I have never seen. In a first movement of indignation, 
Alice had thrown it in the fire. 



APPlSAtlANCfiS ARE toECEITFUL. 16 

Sor. {aside.) Vm. saved ! Huzza ! 

Flor. And, for some reason, she would never tell me who was the 
guilty wretch. 

Hor. {aside). Dear Alice I Goodgii'l! 

Flor. But I wished that he should be discovered and punished; 
so without telling Alice, in the evening — for it was in the even- 
ing— 

Hor. {aside, and laughing). And she thinks she is telling me 
what I don't know. 

Flor. I sent to the rendezvous a person in whom I could trust. 

Hor. Who.? 

Flor. My maid. Rose. 

Hor. Rose, your maid? The devil! 

Col. P. {laughing). Delicious! delicious I 

Flor. But the night was so stormy that the seducer failed to keep 
the appointment, — at least so Rose told me, — and she returned 
without seeing any one. 

Hor. {aside). The little liar! 

Col. P. O, that can't be, for my nephew thought — 

Flor. {quickly). Thought! Thought what? 

Hor. {quickly, and in a low tone). Hush! Be careful. 

Col. P. {recollecting himself). Who tliought necessary to refuse 
me his consent, for the honor of the ftimily. It was well, very well; 
it was thoughtful of my nephew. But now that the storm, the mys- 
terious grotto — the grotto of ^neas and Dido — is all explained, 
there is no longer any obstacle, and you can no longer refuse me 
your signature and blessing, most honorable guardian. 

Hor. No, I suppose I can't. Bless you, uncle, bless you. 

Orm. {aside to Florence). Heavens, do you hear him ! 

Col. P. {aside to Horace). But come, let us make haste, for the 
eagerness of our young friend to defend her, is to me more suspicious 
than all the rest. 

Hor. Do you think so ? 

Col. P. Let us go into the library, and arrange the marriage con- 
tract, which Mr. Ormonde here shall draw up in proper form ; for I, 
who am rich, intend to share all with my wife, who is poor. So, 
sir, remember — mutual donation — I endow her with half my goods, 
and she does the same with me. Arrange it all, sir, properly and 
legally. 

Hor. {aside, lost in thought). So, then, it was Rose I met in the 
grotto. 

Col. P. Well, Horace, are you coming? 

Hor. {still dreaming). I wonder if she did recognize me? 

Col. P. {significantly). "O, Horace, I await you ! " 

Hor. {starting). Eh! What? Is it possible you can jest on such 
a subject? 

Col. P. I told you I was in a hurry ; so come along. Good by, 
niece, good by, Mr. Ormonde — don't forget my instructions. And 
you, my nephew and most respectable guardian, come along. 



16 BLUE AND CHEEKY, OB 

Hor. Rose in the grotto ! I fear all will be found out. Heavens, 
how difficult it is to deceive one's wife ! \They go out, b. h.^ 

Orm. Well, madam ! 

J^lor. Well, sir. 

Orm. Your husband consents. 

Fio^'. It is your own fault; for at first he refused, and you, by 
demanding an explanation — 

Orm. But, madam, how could I help demanding one? I could 
not allow the shade of a suspicion to rest on her I loved. 

Flor. Doubtless the intention was laudable, but good intentions 

— you know the proverb. 

Orm. I, then, have done wrong? 

Flor. A wrong which assures you my protection and esteem. 

Orm. You are most kind. But, meantime, here is a rival — 

Flor. Who is fifty years old. 

Orm. And who is worth ten thousand a year. What disinter- 
estedness ! 

Flor. Which I do not understand, and which is new to him. 

07'm. And your husband has personally given him his consent. 

Flor. Which it was impossible for him to refuse — but which he 
may retract. 

Orm. But who can force him to do so? Who can save us? 

Flor. (^She rings). For that we must seek new allies. 

Orm. What are you doing? 

Flor. I am ringing for Rose — my maid. 

07m. She whom you sent to the mysterious grotto? 

Flor. Don't you believe a word of it. Hose is an honest girl, and 
goes to no lover's meetings — even at my command. 

Orm. But why. then, did you say — 

Flor. Don't ask impudent questions, but trust to me. (Enter 
Rose, c. d. f.) Come here, 'Rose; I wish to speak with you. Rose, 
do you like your place with me, and do you wish to retain it? 

Eose. Why, my lady, how can you ask me such a question as 
that. It's the best place in the city, and you, madam, are so good 
and kind — no ill humors, no caprices ; and yet, no one has a better 
right to them. 

Flor. And do you think I am really the mistress here? 

Rose (quickly). O, yes indeed, ma'am, though master has the 
appearance of it; but he never orders anything but what you wish 

— appearances are sometimes so deceitful. It shall be the same 
when I am married to Dick Dareall. Did you know, ma'am, Dick 
has come back? I have just seen him, and he looks so fine in his 
uniforms — and a magnificent sabre cut right across the cheek. 

Flor. Very well. But to marry Dick, you must to-day obey me 
punctually in every particular.. 

Eose. O, that's easy enough, my lady. 

Flor. And you must obey without reply — without a question 
even. 

Eose. O, that will be more difficult, for my thirst for knowledge 



APPEARANCES ARE DECEITFUL. 17 

is very great. I fight and wrestle with it. but sometimes it throws, 
it is so very strong. However, my lady, I'll try. 

Flor. In the first place, then, you must go to my husband, who is 
in the library with his uncle. You must steal softly up to him, and 
whisper to him these words, "This marriage must not take place. 

I FORBID IT." 

Rose. What ? I say that to my master, whom I respect and honor I 
Why, he will turn me out of the house ! 

Flor. On the contrary, he will listen to you with attention. 

Rose. To me? 

Flor. Yes ; and if he makes any objection, you will add, " I for- 
bid IT, OR I VTILL TELL ALL ! " 

Rose {eagerly). O, then there is a secret? 

Fior. {severely). What! already? 

Rose. O, this time it was not curiosity, but your interest, which 
prompted me. " I forbid you, or I will tell all." But that supposes 
that I know something — and I don't know anything. 

Flor. No matter ; it will produce the same efiect. Go quickly I 
Obey me ! 

Rose. Yes, ma'am. {Going. — Aside.) Upon my word, this is a 
curious commission ! I wonder why she don't tell him herself? 
{Returning). Ah, he is coming here! 

Flor. So much the better. Say to him what I have told you — 
nothing more, nothing less. {To Ormonde.) Meanwhile we will 
attend to more important matters. (Florence and Mb. Ormonde, 
seated at table, l. h., examine the plans and titles.) 

Enter Horace, r. h. 

Ilor. {speaking without). Yes, uncle; don't be troubled. All 
shall be arranged according to your wishes. I never saw such a 
wonderful eagerness ! {Sees Rose.) Ah, there's Rose. It's the first 
time I have seen her since I knew she was my companion in the 
grotto. She is rather good looking. 

Rose {timidly). Sir! sir — 

Uor. Eh, what? Why she is coming to speak to me — and my 
wife who is there — 

Rose {approaching, embarrassed). Sir! sir — 

Hor. There is no doubt about it; she wants to speak to me, and 
she is troubled, agitated — I never remarked it before. {To Rose.) 
Go away ; .I'm busy now. 

Rose. I only want to say a word, sir. 

Hor. If I refuse she will make a scene. I'm in for it. {Beckons 
her to come near him, at the extreme b. h.) Well, Rose, what do 
you want? 

Rose. I — I want to tell you, sir — {Aside.) O, I shall never 
dare. {Aloud.) To tell you, sir, that — that — there's a man wants 
to see you in the garden, sir. 

Hor. O, is that all. {Aside.) I breathe again. {Aland.) Well, 
I will go see him. ( Goes to door.) 
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18 BLUE AND CHERRY, OR 

Rose. But, sir! sir — 

Hor. {returning). Is there anything else, Rose? 

Rose. I hope I have never been wanting in respect to you, sir — 
and you know I have never said a word to you about — 

Hor. No, Rose, you never have. I appreciate your discretion, 
and some other time shall repay you, but just now I have business 
with Mr. Ormonde about this marriage contract. 

Rose. Ah, that's just it. 

Hor. What — this marriage? 

Rose. Yes, sir. {Aside.) I suppose I must do it. {Alond, and 
with an effort.) " This marriage must not take place. I forbid it." 
{Aside.) There, it's out. He is going to be furious. 

Mar. {stupefied). What, you forbid it? But why? For what 
reasons ? 

Rose. My reasons ? No matter — I forbid it. I won't budge from 
that. 

ffor. But, Rosa ! — 

Rose. " I forbid it ; or I will tell all ! " 

Hor. Hush ! hush ! Speak lower. Don't make such a noise ! 

Rose {aside). Ah! why, he seems more friglitened than I am 
myself. 

Hor. But my uncle — who has my promise. How can I break 
off with him? 

Rose. That is your business. *' This marriage must not take 
place, or I will tell all ! " 

Hor. Well, well, that's enough — I hear you. Can't you be quiet ! 
I submit, I yield. {Aside.) 0, what would I not give if I could turn 
her out of doors. 

Flor. {rising). Well, Horace, what is it? 

Hor. It is this marriage contract I was bringing to Mr. Or- 
monde. 

Flor. And does that trouble you so much? 

Hor. {observing Rose). Yes, because, since I gave my consent 
to my uncle, I have thought, I have reflected that, in spite of his 
fortune, his age is such that possibly my ward's happiness might be 
compromised; and if you would aid me in making my uncle under- 
stand it — if everything could be arranged peaceably, and everybody 
satisfied — 

Flor. O, willingly. I will take charge of it, and soon as your 
uncle returns I will speak to him, — but the man who is waiting for 
you in the garden — 

Hor. I am going to see him. {Approaching Rose, while Flor- 
ence and Ormonde are busy with the papers at table, l. h.) Are 
you content, tyrant? 

Rose {aside). O, an idea! I will do something on my own ac- 
count. {Aloud.) No, not quite. I intend to be married myself in 
a few days, and I must have my wages raised to twenty or thirty 
guineas. 

Hor. What, not yet satisfied? {aside.) What a little cor- 
morant. 



APPEARANCES ARE DECEITFUL. 19 

Rose. Yes, I must have an increase of salary, or I will tell all ! 

Uor. Hush! Take twenty, thirty, forty — anything you like — 
only hold your tongue! {Aside, and going.) O, dignity of man! 
O, authority of the husband! where are you now ! \^Exit, c. d. f. 

Rose (watching him. out, laughing). Ha! ha! ha! It is really too 
funny ! 

Orm. Ah, madam, it is magical! I cannot comprehend it. 

Flor. What matters it? If you are happy you can dispense with 
the reason of your happiness. But you have no time to lose. Fol- 
low my husband ; give him no time for reflection, but boldly ask 
him for the hand of his ward. On his return, your rival must find 
the place taken and occupied. 

Orm. Ah, madam, how much I owe to you. 

Flor. Nothing, nothing — but go at once. 

[Ormonde kisses her hand, and exit, c d. f. 

Flor. {sits at table, r. h., and writes). And now for a few words 
of this mysterious penmanship,, which he will doubtless recognize. 

Rose {approaching Florence). Madam? 

Flor. {still writing). Well, Rose? 

Rose. Is it not possible that I should know something of this 
secret, — a little, only a little bit, — just so that I can practise 
with my Dick.-* 

Flor. No, you must know nothing. I have forbidden you even 
to ask the question. {Rises.) But listen. 

Rose. O, there's something more. . So much the better — 

Flor. Take this letter — whicli you must immediately, and with 
great mystery, give to my husband. (Rose takes letter.) 

Rose. O, that will be easy enough, when you are not here. 

Flor. No, you must give it to him in my presence, but so that 
I shan't see it. 

Rose. O, that will be more difficult — and if you woul4 only 
tell me — 

Flor. Silence ! Here is my husband. Remember my instruc- 
tions. 

Enter Horace, c. d. f., and comes down between them. 

Hor. {angrily). This is beyond all patience! It is unbearable ! 

Flor. (kindly). What is the matter, dear? 

Hor. It seems as if everybody had made up their minds to 
marry Alice — my ward. 

Flor. {naturally). Indeed! And who is it now? 

IJor. O, you would never think — Mr. Ormonde, your proteg6. 
What do you say of such a suitor? 

Flor. I ? Nothing. That concerns you. And what answer did 
you give him? 

Hor. O, tlie usual answer in such cases, wlien one does not 
know what to say, that I was very much flattered ;- that I should 
think of it, and would have the honor to write him as soon as 
possible. 



20 BLUE AND CHEBRT, OR 

Rose (endeavoring to attract his attention) . Sir! sir I (Flor- 
ence goes up.) , . 7 

Hor. (impatiently). What, again? (Rose shows him letter.) 
Ah, a letter — and before my wife ! 

Rose. She is not looking. 

Hor. No matter, I won't take it. 

Flor. {coming down, quickly). What is it? 

Hor. {co7ifused) . 0, I was only saying that I — was going to, write 

— some kind of an answer — to — this — Mr. Ormonde. 

Rose (approaching, and speaking confidentially). I have put it 
on your table. 

Hor. (signing to her to go away). Ah, I see it but too well ! 

Rose, (going away). You see, sir, there (pointing), it is there. 

Hor. This girl's impudence will discover all ! 

Rose, (going to Florence). Did I do it right? (Florence nods 
affirmatively, and Rose goes out, c d. f.) 

Hor. (sitting at the table, and reading the letter under the papers). 
Fortunately my wife did not see her. There really must be some 
protecting angels who watch over us husbands. 

Flor. (who has approached, and now behind his chair). Well, 
sir, you are not writing. 

Hor. (embarrassed). No, I — I was looking for a pen ! 

Flor. Here is one. (Gives pea, and leans upon his shoulder 
affectionately.) I don't trouble you — do I ? 

Hor. O, no, not at all. (Aside.) I wish she would go away. 

Flor. And while you are writing I wish to talk to you about this 
new country-liouse. Sir Gilbert himself first gave me the idea of it, 

— for he is very amiable, very attentive to me. 

Hor. Yes ; one would think he was a little too much so. 

Flor. (laughing). Yes, he was; but it was lost time, for I said to 
him at once, " I love my husband; and so long as he shall love me, 
AND be faithful TO ME, I shall always love liim ; if indeed it were 
otherwise, 0, then — " (interrupting herself.) But fortunately it is 
not a question of your love, but of this country-house, which is, he 
says, necessary to your health. 

Hor. (aside, still writing). She will never go. 

Flor. And I, too, am of his opinion, for, for some time — ah, even 
to-day — you do not seem well. 

Hor. In fact, I am not at all at my ease. 

Flor. Ah, you see, you need the air of the country, a country- 
house, where you can go comfoi'tably m your carriage — for you 
must have that, too; your health depends upon it. O, if you 
loved me — 

Hor. Can you doubt it ? 

Flor. (tenderly). I will not leave you till you have consented. 

Hor. (aside). It seems as if a woman knew by instinct the times 
when a man can't refuse her, (Aloud ) Well — yes — yes; there, I 
consent ; I buy it for you ; I give it to you. 

Flor. And the carriage too ? 

Hor. (impatiently). Yes — and the carriage too. 



APPEARANCES ARE DECElTFTTl.. 21 

Flor. Ah, what a dear, good, kind husband you are. {Kisses him.) 
There, there's your reward; and you always let your wife have any- 
thing she wants. 

Ilor. (aside). Yes, when I can't help it. {Aloud.) But this let- 
ter I am writing to Ormonde — 

Flor. And I am preventing you from writing. Well, then, I 
leave you; good, by, dear, good by. {Going, aside.) And you think 
I don't know the motive of your generosity. Ah, my friend, trust 
not to appearances ; they are sometimes very deceitful. [^Exit, l. h. 

Ilor. Good by. Ah, at ]a,stl {Seeking for the letter.) Let me see 
what this little fool can write to me about. {Reads letter.) 
* 

Enter Col. Pomplet, c. d., gayly. 

Col. P. Here I am. Huzza, for joy and pleasure ! I have been 
to see the authorities, and have got ray marriage license. 

Ilor. Your marriage? At present it is impossible. 

Col. P. Impossible? What are you talking about? 

IIo7\ {giving the letter). Here, my dear uncle, read — read this 
letter from Rose ! 

Col. P. {looking at it). 0, Horace! why, it's the writing of this 
morning ! 

Ilor. Yes, this is the natural consequence of learning woman 
how to write. There ought to be a law against it! 

Col. P. (reading). " O, Horace, Mr. Ormonde has promised me 
one hundred pounds if he marries Miss Alice, your ward — you see, 
I told you he was in love ! — " 

Ilor. What difference does that make ? Go on ! 

Col. P. {reading). "I pray you, then — without commanding 
you — " 

Hor. What a style ! 

Col. P. {reading). " To give her to him for a wife this very day. 
If you don't, I will tell all to yours." 

Ilor. She will tell all ! Do you hear that? What a scene ! what a 
noise ! what a scandal ! And the chapter of refusals of which my 
wife just spoke. 0, uncle, for my honor, for my peace of mind, for 
the sake of my future happiness, it is absolutely necessary — 

Col. P. That I should renounce mine ? You're a pretty fellow. 

Ilor. No ; but if you are bent upon getting married, there are 
plenty of other women in the world. Why do you insist upon Alice, 
whom you scarcely know, and who has no fortune ? 

Col. P. No fortune ! ( With concentrated rage.) She has a hun- 
dred thousand pounds ! 

Hor. Not a bit of it. You are mistaken. She did not inherit ; 
but the other relative — her cousin — 

Col. P. You mean he was the heir ; but now — 

Hor. Eh, what do you say ? 

Col. P. Three days ago, in a duel in Paris aboufc-an opera dancer, 
he received a mortal wound, and died without a will* 

Hor. Are you sure ? 



22 BLUE AND CHERRY, OR 

Col. P. I was at the office of the minister of foreign affairs yester- 
day when the news arrived. There is no other relative, bhe in- 

^Son Ah, now I understand the motive of your disinterested 

jiffection ! 

Col P. You have given me your consent, and if you break your 
word I am no longer obliged to keep mine, but I will tell all to your 
wife. 

Hor. You, too ! But, uncle — 

Col. P. Come, decide quickly; make up your mmd. 

Hor. And what do you wish me to do? How can I free myself 
from the yoke of this domestic tyrant, emboldened by my weakness ? 

Col. P. Nothing could be easier. This very letter proves she is 
only fishing for a higher bid. For one hundred pounds she belongs 
to the opposition party ; for two hundred she will be on our side. 

Hor. Do you think so ? 

Col. P. I am sure of it. I will answer for everything. 

Hor. Ah, my good uncle, how much I owe you. I am only sorry 
to put you to so great an expense.' 

Col. P. Not at all — that don't concern me. It is your business ; 
you must furnish tbe money. o v 

Hor. No, no; you must pay. Whose marriage is it? Yours, of 
coursG I 

Col. P. Yes, but whose fault is it? Who has made all the trouble? 
Why, you, and you must pay the money. 

Hor. But I tell you no ! 

Col. P. And I tell you yes. Fire and thunder ! — Ah, here she is. 

Enter Rose, c. d. f. 

Rose (running in). Sir! sir! 

Hor. Well, what do you want now? 

Pose. Miss Alice has just arrived. She is with your wife, who 
has sent me to tell you, sir. 

Col. P. {To Horace.) You see there is no time to be lost. 
(Aloud.) Rose, come here. 

Rose (approaching). You want me, sir? 

Col. P. Yes. (Aside to Horace, examining Rose.) I had not 
remarked it, but she is very pretty. Ah, you rogue, you were a 
lucky dog ! 

Hor. 0, uncle, how can you think of such a thing. (Examining 
Rose.) The fact is, she is not at all bad looking. Come here. 
Rose; my uncle wishes to speak to you. 

Rose, (passing between them). What can they want of me, I won- 
der? 

Hor. (after a moment's pause). I have read your letter, Rose. 

Rose. O, you have read it ! (Aside.) I wonder what was in it? 

Col. P. Yes, he has read it. 

Rose. 0, he has read it! 

Col. P. And I, too. 



APPEARANCES ARE DECEITFUL. 23 

Hot. I am not going to blame you, Rose. 

Rose. Thank you, sir ; you are very kind. 

Hor, But what is past is past. 

Col. P. And you must never speak of it again. 

Rose. O, I have never said anything about it. {^Aside.) How 
could I, when I don't know what it is ? 

Hor. But you said to me, '* I will tell all." 

Rose. Yes, I said that, it is true. 

Col. P. But you won't tell anything, because you wish to marry 
this Dick Dareall ; and we offer — 

Hor. In the first place, to double your wages. 

Col. P. And, in the second place, to give you two hundred pounds 
as a wedding present. 

Rose. Eh, what? Give me two hundred pounds? 

Col. P. Yes. (^Opening his pocket-hook). Ready money, cash. 

Hor. But only on the condition that you hold your tongue. 

Col. P. And preserve perfect secrecy. 

Rose. It is not possible. I must be dreaming. Here, somebody 
bite my finger. 

Col. P. (handing her hank-notes). Here is the money. 

Hor. But you won't say a word? You promise secrecy? 

Rose. I swear it. {Extending her hand.) May I be — 

Hor. There, stop, that will do ; don't swear. (Joyfully.) Em- 
brace me ! (-45 she offers to kiss him, he repels her.) No, embrace 
my uncle. 

Col. P. Willingly ; for to her I owe my marriage. {Kisses her.) 

Hor. And I my peace and happiness. On second thoughts, Rose, 
I will embrace you. (Kisses her. — Aside.) Ah, that reminds me 
of the grotto ! (^Aloiid.) I have nothing now to fear. I have re- 
gained my conjugal authority. 

Col. P. And you should make the most of it. 

Hor. You are right. I will be master now. I go to see my 
wife. 

Col. P. And I to see the notary. {To Rose.) Remember, not a 
word! 

Hor. Not a syllable, or you will never marry Dick. 

[ They go out, c. D. F. 

Rose (alone). O, you may trust me! I can't tell what I don't 
know ! O, Dick, Dick, we will be married immediately, and now 
I'll run and tell him all about it. (As she goes to dvor, enter Ladt 
Florence, c. d. f.) O, my lady ! my lady ! you were right, indeed, 
when you said that I should marry my Dick if I obeyed you ! 

Flor. Indeed ! 

Rose. O, yes, ma'am; and, besides, master has doubled my wages, 
and your uncle, after reading njy letter — or rather your letter — 
gave me two hundred pounds as a wedding present. 

Flor. I understand. And now I am going to give you — 

Rose. Another letter? O, I don't ask for anything better. 

Flor. No, not a letter, but new instructions to tell him. 

Rose. O, no, ma'am ; I can't do it. 



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24 BLUE AND CHERRY, OR 

Flor. But I only wish you to tell him — 

Rose. That's it ; I can't do it. I am obliged to leave your service. 
We must part company. 

Flor. And why? 

Rose. Because with you I must not speak, and with them I must 
hold my tongue. To earn my new wages I have promised silence. 

Flor. {aside). And so Miss Kose has deserted to the enemy. 

Rose. And now, my lady, I want to ask a little favor of you. 
Dick Dareall, my intended husband, is tired of the army, and wishes 
to enter into your service with me ; and if you will only speak a 
good word for him to the Colonel, to get him his discharge — 

Flor. Alas ! Rose, I too, like you, am pledged to silence. 

Rose. O, but madam, you are so good and kind, I know you will 
consent; for if you do not, I will be obliged — 

Flor. What, to leave me? 

Rose. 0, no, ma'am, not that. ^My affection, ray devotion would 
prevent me, but {^archly) " I will tell all." 

Flor. (aside). Ah, ha! I'm caught in my own trap. {Aloud.) 
And what would you tell, miss? . 

Rose. I would tell your husband that it was you who told me to 
say, '' I will tell all." 

Flor. {aside). She is right. Thai; would ruin all my plans. 
{Aloud.) Well, Rose, I will think of your request, and this even- 
ing— 

Rose. O, thank you, my lady, thank you. I knew that you would 
understand; and now I'll run and tell Dick everything is settled, 
and he may come this evening. O, I knew you would understand. 

[^Exit Rose. 

Flor. Yes, I understand ; I understand that if I am not careful 
Miss Rose will soon be the mistress of this house. {Enter Or- 
monde, c. D. F.) Well, what news? 

Orim. Disastrous ! ♦ I called upon your husband to receive his 
answer to my proposal. He was not alone. He, your uncle, and 
the notary were talking so earnestly together that, as I opened the 
door, I heard him speak these words : "Yes, uncle, Alice is now 
yours. lam strong; I no longer have any fear — " My appear- 
ance interrupted him — but he distinctly spoke those words. 

Flor. And unfortunately he spoke truly. Fate is against us. 
Rose has gone over to the enemy, and I know not what course to 
pursue. 

Orm.^ What, you at a loss? You, who sport with obstacles? 
Have I not seen you this very day, by a power magical and miracu- 
lous, change, at your will, your husband's resolutions ? For that 
you needed but a word — 

Flor. And this word, should I speak it now, would perhaps force 
him once more to obey, but it would be for the last time. This word, 
this mysterious talisman, by which I bend him to my will, will no 
sooner be known than its prestige will be dissipated, its power 
broken. 



APPEARANCES AKE DECEITFUL. 25 

Orm, I do not understand you; but you will protect — will save 
me! 

Flor. It is my dearest hope, and yet (hesitating) I know not — I 
can answer for nothing — but I will do my best. Ah, he is coming ! 
Quick ! go ! Leave me alone with him. 

Orm. You are my only hope. [JJc goes ojf, l. h. 

Enter Horace, c. d. f. 

Hor. (entering'). I will endure it no longer! Where are my ser- 
vants when I call for them ? And Rose ; why has she gone out with- 
out my permission ? 

Flor. {aside). What firmness in his voice! Ormonde was right; 
he is no longer afraid I He has regained his confidence, and, with it, 
power. 

Hor. I breathe again; I am a new man. I have just given them 
a severe scolding. It is so long since I indulged in that luxury I 
had almost forgotten how. (Seeing Florence.) Ah, my dear, you 
here? 

Flor. Yes ; I wish to speak to you on business. 

Hor. O, about the country-house and carriage, I suppose. 

Flor. No ; you have already promised me those. 

Hor. (aside). Yes, in spite of myself. If it were to be done 
again I would not yield so easily- \Aloud.) Well, what is it you 
wish .? Speak quickly, for I expect my uncle in a moment to arrange 
the papers for his marriage. 

Flor. You are then decided on this marriage? 

Hor^ Yes", he is my uncle — my only relative. It is all in the 
family, and for a hundred other reasons too long to explain, but 
against which there can be no objection. (Seats himself in a chair.) 

Flor. But there is one objection which seems to me somewhat 
important. Your ward, Alice, loves another. 

Hor. O, that makes no difference to my uncle. (Plays with his 
chain.) 

Flor. At present, perhaps not, when his passion obscures his 
reason; but he will sooner or later repent his marriage with a young 
girl who does not love him, and who is poor. 

Hor. Poor! That's the way you women always judge — by ap- 
pearances. Appearances, my dear, are very deceitful. Alice, on 
the contrary, is very -rich ! 

Flor. (astonished). Yery rich? 

Hor. Yes, she is a great heiress. Her cousin is dead ; she is the 
only relative, and she is worth one hundred thousand pounds ! 

Flor. (quickly). And your uncle knew it? 

Hor. Of course he did. He always knows what he is about. 

Flor. (aside). And poor Ormonde, who is so disinterested and so 
much in love ! O, it is not fair I Come, let me be bold and gen- 
erous, and even at the cost of my power save his love. (Going to 
Horace, who is comfortably seated in a chair.) Horace ! 

Hor. Well, what is this important business of which you wish to 
speak to me ? 



26 BLUE AND CHERRY, OR 

Flor. O, a very difficult, a very entangled affair. 

ffor. Yes, I suppose so; for you women, who understand nothing 
about business, and are frightened at the least trouble, while we 
men — 

Flor, Yes, I know you men ! and that is the reason why I come 
to you. You will easily arrange it. 

Ror. That's very probable. Well, my dear, what is this bug- 
bear? 

Flor. You remember what I told you this morning about the mys- 
terious grotto ? 

Hor. (aside, starting up). The grotto! Shall I never hear the 
end of it? 

Flor. (aside). Ah, my power returns ! (Aloud.) And my idea 
of sending Rose in place of Alice — 

Jlor. (quickly). But she found no one there! She told you so 
herself. 

Flor. Yes, but it seems that she deceived me ; and the proof is, 
that tills very day she received from the seducer the enormous sum 
of — two hundred pounds ! 

Hor. (aside). Heavens! she knows all! 

Flor. And it appears that Dick Dareall — her intended — a sol- 
dier — 

Hor. Who has just returned from the Crimea — 

Flor. Insists upon knowing where she obtained this money; and 
poor Rose, frightened by his threats, told him everything — even to 
the name of her seducer. 

Hor. (aside). The devil she did! (Aloud.) And this name! do 
you know it? 

Flor. No, but it will soon be public, for, in his fury and jealousy, 
the soldier has sworn to kill him. He is now seeking for him, and 
unless you can bring him to reason, I fear there will be a murder. 

Hor. And what the devil can I say to him? 

Flor. You will preach morality to him. Counsel pardon and in- 
dulgence towards those who wronged him. Besides, as you said but 
now, you men alone have the intelligence and capacity necessary 
for business — such as this especially — and so (saluting him) I 
leave you with him, 

Hor. (retaining her). But, wife? 

Flor. Well? 

Hor. One word — only one — 

Enter Colonel Pompley, c. d. f., in his hand^ papers. 

• 
Col. P. Here I am. All the papers are ready, and — 
Hor. (taking the papers). Yes, uncle, in a moment; by and by 

I will attend to you. Just now I have to speak to my wife — 

Col. P. On household matters ? I respect and honor them. That's 

just the way I shall be soon — when I am married. O, I shall be 

the paragon of husbands. But I forget ; there's a man down stairs 

looking for you. He came in with Rose. 



AtPEABANCES ARE DECEITFUL. 27 

Flor. (to her husband). It's the soldier! 

Col. P. He's coming up ! 

Hor. {To Col.. V). Quick! quick! Go stop him! Don't let him 
up, or all is lost ! 

Col. P. All lost? But how? 

Hor. He knows all ! There will be a frightful scene, for which I 
must prepare my wife. 

Col. P. I understand. And you who longed to be the hero of a 
drama — a burning drama ! Well, you have your wish. 

Hor. (impatiently). But, uncle, go; don't lose a minute! Stop 
him, strangle him — but don't let him up ! My happiness, your 
marriage — everything depends upon it ! (^Pushes Col. P. out, c. 
D. F., then comes down.) 

Flor. (aside). And now, sir, for us two I 

Hor. (aside). Yes, it's tlie only way; I must return to first prin- 
ciples, confess all to my wife, and beg for her forgiveness. (Turn- 
ing towards Florence, hesitatingly .) My dear ! 

Flor. Well — are you not going down? 

Hor. (hesitating). No — that is — not yet. I wish first to speak 
to you — to consult you. 

Flor. (pointing to the papers, which are still in his hand). What 
about the marriage contract — about those papers your uncle just 
gave you ? 

Hor. (still greatly confused). Yes — my dear. Iil the first place 
— I wanted to know your opinion — 

Flor. Indeed ! And you would pay some attention to my 
wishes ? 

Hor. What, I? But all your wishes, all your desires,^ you know 
are mine. For example, did I not this morning give you the coun- 
try-house and the carriage as soon as you asked for them? Did I 
make the slightest objection? And now, as to young Ormonde and 
his marriage with ray ward — 

Flor. (interrupting). What, you consent then? Is it possible! 
O, what a good, kind^ indulgent husband you are. 

Hor. No, no ; on the contrary, 'tis I who have need of all your 
kindness and indulgence^ 

Flor. What, my indulgence? What do you mean? Explain 
yourself! 

Hor. (aside). Yes, that's the devil of it. I don't know how4o ex- 
plain. (Aloud.) You see, my dear Florence, that I married you for 
love alone — a burning love that time has not in the least cooled ; 
on the contrary — 

Flor. (interrupting). Well, there's nothing terrible in that. 

Hor. No, of course not. But that — you see — is why I have 
loved you with an excess — a delirium of love — an exclusive pas- 
sion, which perhaps was wrong! 

Flor. Well, perhaps so ; but I don't see the harm. 

Hor. No, there's no harm, no positive harm; but then, a man 
who is continually making love to his wife becomes ridiculous ; and 
so, through fear of epigrams, through self-love, or something else — 



28 BLUE AND CHERRY, OR 

I don't know exactly how it happened, for I swear to you I did not 
love her — 

Flor. Love her! Love who, sir? What do you mean? 

Hor. {quickly'). It was a moment of forge tfulness and folly — one 
moment only, only one — but which has forever destroyed ray peace 
and happiness ; and the proof, the proof is that to-day, of my own 
accord, of my own free will, without compulsion, — worn out with 
anxiety and remorse, — I have preferred to confess all — to throw 
myself at j'our feet — {Is about to kneel.) 

Flor. (stopping him, and calmly). Stop, sir! There is no need 
of that. 

Hor. What, not one word — one look of anger ! And your for- 
giveness — 

Flor. Is the more readily granted you, because your frankness 
authorizes mine ; and that now I can without fear say to you, in 
my turn, — and I — I, too, am guilty ! 

Hor. {in the greatest astonishment). Eh? What? 

Flor. Never, O, never, but for your confession, would you have 
known my fatal secret ; never would I have dared to confess that 
I have deceived you — and for a long time. 

Hor. Deceived me ? You ? Florence, in the name of Heaven, 
what does all this mean? 

Flor. It means that our souls, our hearts, must be sympathetic, 
for even in our own crimes are we not the same? 

Hor. No, no ; I will not believe it. You are deceiving me I You 
are not guilty. 

Flor. O, yes, indeed, I am guilty, and far more so than you, for 
you betrayed me for one you did not love, while I sinned for a man 
I loved — whom I love still — 

Hor. What! you love him still? Who is he? Speak! tell me 
his name, that I may kill him ! Ah, I know — Sir Gilbert Ealton ! 

Flor. No, no, not him. It was another. 

Hor. Another? Well, speak — tell me the worst — how long 
have I — 

Flor. {coolly). How long? O, it was about six months ago. 

Hor. {starting). Eh? {Aside.) Six months! That was just 
the time of my little affair! 

Flor. In a burning and delirious note, he besought me to grant 
him Hn interview — 

Hor. {aside). Just like me ! 

Flor. An interview at night — at midnight — 

Hor. {aside). My very words ! 

Flor. In the park, in a mysterious grotto. ' 

Hor. {turning). No, it can't be! Wife, you are laughing at 
me? 

Flor. Yes — and I have been laughing for the last six months. 

Hor. What — then — the letter ? the grotto ? Ah, and Rose — 

Flor. Was myself! 

Hor. {embracing her). You? — O, happiness! Henceforth com- 



APPEARANCES ARE DECEITFUL. 29 

mand, order — {Kneels.) Here at your feet I pledge myself to pas- 
sive and absolute obedience! 

Enter Ormonde, l. h., Col. Pomplet, c. d. p. 

Col. P. (perceiving Horace kneeling, starts). At his wife's feet? 
Imprudent! What are you doing? Hush! hold your tongue 1 

hor. (rising). But, uncle, I have confessed all! 

Col. P. Confessed ? What a fool ! The soldier didn't know any- 
thing. 

Hor. But my wife knew all. 

Col. P. She ? Is it possible ! 

Hor. Yes. (Confidentially, and pointing <o Florence.) " O, 
Horace, I expect you ! " 

Col. P. (amazed). What, then it was she who — 

Flor. Yes, uncle, it was I. I'll trouble you for that bit of rib- 
bon, if you please. I presume you have no further use for your 
^^ precious relic." 

Col. P. (handing her the ribbon). To the victors, madam, belong 
the spoils. 

Flor. And as when the. war js over it is their custom to reward 
their allies at the expense of the enemy, to you, Mr. Ormonde, I 
give my pretty cousin. My husband has given his consent. 

Col. P. How — fire and thunder ! — 

Flor. Yes, and you, uncle, will give yours, too —for he is loved, 
and you, I know, would not separate two young and loving hearts ! 
Besides, after so many conquests, what does a slight check matter 
to you now ; and if you are still bent on matrimony, trust me for 
finding you a wife as beautiful, though perhaps not so richj as cousin 
Alice. 

Col. P. How — then you know? 

Flor. Yes, uncle, we know all ! 

Enter Rose, quickly, c. d. p. 

Rose. Ah, my lady, here I am. I have brought Dick with me. 
He is down stairs, and — 

Hor. We shall be very glad to see'him, and we will be present 

at your marriage. ^ * j * *v, i «« 

Rose. O, thank you, sir. ( With assurance.) And as to the place 
that I have asked for him, I suppose, as a matter of course — 

Flor. That you must no longer think of it. 

Rose (astonished). Eh, what? But, my lady — 

Hor. Yes, we have decided, my wife and I, that your demand 

was inadmissible. n ,, t -n i. n n »» 

Rose. O, then in that case (aside to Horace) I will tell ail. 
Hor. Very well ; tell it, then. , . / • j ^^ 

Rose (disconcerted). What, no effect? But, my lady (aside to 

Florence), "I will tell all!" 
Flor. I have no objections. 



80 BLUE AND CHERKT. 

Rose. The charm has lost its power! But (to Col. P.), sir, 
I will — 

Col. P. Yes, yes, you may tell all — we authorize you, we have 
no objection — 

Rose. And I am the only one who is not in the secret — and 
yet a moment since I thought — . 

Flor. Ah, Rose, you, like the rest, judged only by appear- 
ances ; while appearances — you know the proverb — gentlemen? 

Hor. Yes — "Appearances are deceitful!" 



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No Curb ho Pay ... 7 „ 

Thb Grbcian Bbnd . . 7 1, 

ALL.BCK>BJ]CS. — Arraased tor Mnalc and TablaavB. 

Lighthbart's Pii>grimagk 8 Female Characten. 

Thb Wab op thb Rosss 8 „ ,, 

Thb Sculptor's Triumph i Male, 4 Female CharaeteiB. 

MUSIOAIi AND DBAMATIO ENTERTAINMENTS. 



Too Latb for thb Train 
Snow-bound ; or, Alonzo thb Bbatb ) 
AND THB Fair Imogbnk, f 

Bonbons; or. The Paint-King 
Tbh Phddlbb of Vkry Nicb 
An Original Idba .... 
Capulbtta ; ob, Rombo ajts Juubt I 



a Male Characten. 

S ., I Female Charactar. 



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Characten. 

I Femal* Ckandar. 



Rbstobbb 

t9r rr«>np«r»noe 
Thb Lajt Loaf. 

Wb*RB all TBBTOTAXXJtBS- 

A Drop too Much. 



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Thb Man with thb DBMifovM. 

A Littlb mobb Cidbr. 
Thb Tbmftkr. 



Play* sent by Mail, poetpaid, ob receipt of 15 centa each, whh the esoeptieB ot 
"Saew-Boand" and " Beaboaa," which are 25 cents each. 



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